The Chimera-s Heart -final- -sirotatedou- -

He walked into the pond. The black water rose to his knees, his waist, his chest. He did not look back.

I walked down the mountain alone. Behind me, the cave entrance had grown over with white flowers — the kind that bloom only in the dark, the kind that have no name, only a scent like a sigh. The Chimera-s Heart -Final- -Sirotatedou-

He raised his palm.

He stopped. The water was at his chin.